Operation SpongeBob

The Brockman household is in great debate right now (at least that is my perception). I would really like to take a HPT on Thursday morning so that I will finally just KNOW, but my stickler rule-abiding husband (which is a role-reversal since I'm usually the stickler) thinks that because the doctor said to wait until Friday, that taking it one day early would be futile.

My wonderful friend Melissa (seems weird to write her whole name as I usually just call her Mel) has devised a secret and well-designed plan. It has been coined OPERATION SPONGEBOB. I had her write out the specs in her own words. (I have added a few comments in black). So here it is.....


"Kim had mentioned to me how she was wanting to take a "test" before she leaves for her trip on Thursday but was afraid if she did and it was positive she could not keep the news a secret over the weekend. I on the other hand want her too because I am very interested in the results so I can start shopping ASAP. So me being the good friend I am came up with Operation Spongebob. Keep in mind Kim and I have no barrier lines in our friendship so such things could take place. It will work like this:

Kim will wake up at her usual time (3:30am) and be so sleepy that she will accidentally miss the toilet and pee directly into a Spongebob cup that just happened to be near the toilet. She really should keep a tidier house. She will feel so shameful that this happened she will hide the cup from Clay, so he will not think she is crazy. (It may be too late for that, I know.) Now because they will be gone for an extended weekend someone (Melissa) will need to come check on Kitty. I will come by and check on kitty who tends to hide in the bathroom shower. (She hasn't done this lately but it is always a good place to look) I will walk in looking for her. She will see me and try and escape. I lean over to grab her and my open pregnancy test will accidentally fall out of my pocket and directly into the SpongeBob cup Kim hid in the shower from Clay. (Yes, I keep an unwrapped pregnancy test in my pocket. You never know when it will come in handy and I like to be prepared. (Isn't that the BoyScout's motto: Always be prepared?) Everyone knows that. What ....don't you keep one in your pocket? Now I will look in awe that such a strange occurrence has taken place given I only came to check Kitty's food and litter box. But I can't just walk away, why let a good pregnancy test go to waste. So I sit on the toilet (lid down people, stick with me) with Kitty on my lap (oh I can totally see this happening....HISS!) waiting the allowed two minutes. I then nonchalantly glance over to count the number of pink lines (hopefully seeing TWO) then waalaa.............

I will know the answer to satisfy my curiosity and not tell Kim until she has made it safely to the airport ready to come home and the coast is clear.

It's full proof! (I concur)

Not that such a odd string of events would "accidentally" happen but stranger things have happened."


I Love the plan MEL!!!! THANKS!!! NOW it's time to execute ;o)